shallow to deep GL

Ai Qian licked her lower lip, walked over, looked at the person sitting in the middle and asked: Where should I lie?

Qin Zishuang didn't look up, but put away the book, moved a little to the right symbolically, and said, "Aren't you used to sleeping on the left side?"

In fact, the bed is very big, she doesn't move, it is enough for Ai Qian to lie on the left side, but how would she know that she is used to the left side?

She walked over quietly, lifted a corner of the quilt, slipped on the slippers, and lay down on the side of the bed.

Ai Qian wondered if Qin Zishuang could feel the collapse of the bed.

Aren't you afraid of falling?

Ai Qian turned her back to Qin Zishuang, and suddenly heard her say this lightly.

She swallowed, propped up the quilt a little bit, and leaned in a little bit, but she seemed to be afraid of being taught a lesson, so she went in a little bit more.

Go a little further in.

Aren't you afraid that I'll fall?

Ai Qian stopped suddenly, stuck out her tongue and turned over a little, only to find that she was already very close to Qin Zishuang when she was lying on her back. Although Qin Zishuang was still far away from the bed, Ai Qian also laughed because of this joke.

The atmosphere has stabilized a lot.

She felt that the ground was a little tight, so she moved a little closer to her, but Qin Zishuang was like a magnet, which made her reluctant to leave.

So, she moved a little closer to Qin Zishuang again.

I really don't know what you are doing.

Qin Zishuang came with a laughing tone, Ai Qian raised her eyes to meet hers, and then smiled at her with her mouth open.

It seems to be moving around, which is really inexplicable.

Qin Zishuang's unique aura floated over, and Ai Qian saw her leaning over slightly, turning off the lights, and the room became dark immediately, and her unadapted pupils couldn't see anything clearly, so she could only perceive everything with other senses.

She felt that Qin Zishuang had already lay down beside her, and their arms touched each other. Because of the sleeveless pajamas Qin Zishuang was wearing, Ai Qian seemed to be able to touch her skin through the fabric of her clothes.

A little hot.

She coughed and asked abruptly, "Sister Zishuang, do you use perfume?"

Qin Zishuang gave a compliment, and replied in a low voice.Use occasionally.

After saying this, Ai Qian felt that Qin Zishuang seemed to move, and because of her small movements, her soft hair was floating on her neck, making it itchy.

Also very nervous.

She swallowed and asked: What, what kind of perfume is it.

She heard Qin Zishuang laugh, and repeated her words mockingly: taste.

ah.Only then did Ai Qian realize that she had said the wrong thing, and immediately changed her words: it was smell, smell.In the dark, she stuck out her tongue.

Not often used, very light floral fragrance, you can smell it.

Ai Qian laughed twice, raised her hand, pinched her hair around her neck in her hands, let it go, then wrapped it around her fingers, loosened it after a few laps, then wrapped it up again, but it was about to loosen Suddenly, her hand was held.

Ai Qian took a breath.

My hands are really cold.Qin Zishuang sighed, then took her hand and put it under the quilt, still holding it, turned sideways along the way, and took the other hand, rubbed both hands together, and placed them between the two of them.

Ai Qian didn't speak anymore, she bit her lower lip and tried to hold the heart away from her hand as much as possible, so that she wouldn't find out that her heartbeat was arrhythmia.

Do you have a stomachache?

Huh? Ai Qian was stunned for a moment, then oh again, the words circled in her mouth, and said: It hurts a bit.

Qin Zi gave a double grace, moved closer to her, and left one of her hands free, placed it on her lower abdomen, and rubbed it gently.

Ai Qian felt a sudden gust of air, and used her lower abdomen as a stimulant to scurry around.

When girls come to menstruation, they should cherish themselves.Speaking of this, Qin Zishuang sighed with some annoyance, and the breath was directly applied to Ai Qian's shoulders, which was stronger than the feeling of hair just now.

She said: You shouldn't have been asked to wash the quilt just now.

Ai Qian moved and explained: I washed it with hot water.

Qin Zishuang grabbed her restless hands and still pressed them tightly between the two to help her keep warm. Ai Qian could even feel the smooth skin behind her pajamas in her palms.

Do not touch the water again.

Qin Zi talked and rubbed both sides, Ai Qian had never felt this warmth, and she hadn't slept in bed with someone for a long time, no one talked to her so closely, no one cared about her so carefully.

Since she was 8 years old, she has always felt alone.

Sister Zi Shuang.She said suddenly: I had a dream at night, a nightmare.

Qin Zi gave a double grace and motioned for her to continue.

Ai Qian sniffed, and asked in a lower voice: Do you know me? It felt a bit wrong to ask such a question, and she added: I mean, do you know when I was a child.

Qin Zi nodded, her hair moved slightly, she said: I know.

She thought Qin Zishuang should have known about it, and it wasn't a secret.

I dreamed that I was in a car accident.

No need to say anything more, Qin Zishuang already understood, she put her warm hands away, stretched out the quilt with her free hands, and touched her head.